The Bad Boy's Reputation

Two completely opposite people; Natalia Grey the school nerd, teacher's pet. She's a big sister and role model. She believes in love at first sight. She wants the fairytale love, the one where you find your prince and live happily ever after.

Jason Summers the school bad boy, player and football player. He does what he wants, when he wants. It's his way or no way. He's the type of guy who doesn't date, doesn't believe in love nor wants it.

Talia only sees one side of Jason and that's his bad boy side; the jerk. Jason only sees one side of Talia and that's her nerdy side; geeky glasses and pulled back hair.

What happens when these two completely opposite teens are forced to see each and talk to each other every single day? What happens when the two teenagers realize there's more to the story than meets the eye? Will their opinions change? Find out in The Bad Boy's Reputation.

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19. Chapter Ninteen

Jason's POV

"Yo, Summers!" Mason yelled, running to me.

"Mason, what's up?"

"There's a killer party tonight. Every Friday, you know that. What do you say about going? Maybe bring your girl?"

"I'll talk to her. I missed a few, if she goes I'll go."

"Sweet. I'll let Jacobs know. See you tonight."

"Hey, T." I smiled, walking up to her locker.

"Hey, charming. What's up?"

"There's a party tonight. Mason asked if we could go."

"Sounds like fun. I've never been to a party before. What's it like?"

"Well, there's alcohol, music, dancing, sometimes there are pills." She looked at me. "But you don't have to drink." She nodded.

"I would say pick me up at eight. But considering the conditions, just pick me up whenever you're ready." I smiled, and held her waist. "If at anytime you feel uncomfortable, tell me, okay? You tell me, and we'll leave." She nodded. "I'm serious. When these guys get drunk, it's like all hell is loose."

"Okay, I will. Don't worry." I put my forehead on hers, and closed my eyes.

"What's wrong?" She asked, holding me.

"It's just my mom. She's getting worse. This morning, I found her hair all over the downstairs shower. And she's running low on her pills. I don't know how much longer she has."

"Hey, your mom will be fine, okay? She's strong. I mean, she took on two girls. She's strong, babe." 

"Babe?"

"Oh, sorry. I didn't r-"

"no, I like it. It has a... Ring to it. Turns me on."

"That's my cue to leave." She laughed, getting out of my hold.

"Oh, come on."

"Nope. Go take a cold shower or something."

"Maybe I will. With you in it?"

"That's enough." She laughed.

Natalia's POV

"Are we having a girls night tonight?" Amber asked, as I put my bag on the lunch table.

"Am, I'm so sorry. I already told Jason I would go to a party with him tonight."

"Wait, you're going to a party?" I nodded. "You? A party?" She laughed. Am I supposed to be laughing with her?

"What's so funny?"

"I just can't believe you're going to a party."

"Well, believe it." 

"Lia? Are you alright?" She asked, poking my shoulder.

"Yeah, totally fine."

"Did you eat this morning? Lia, please tell me you ate."

"I did, I did."

"What did you eat?"

"Um... Bread."She grabbed her bag, and got up. "Where are you going?" I asked, watching her.

"To get you lunch."

"Am, no. I'm not hungry."

"I don't care, Lia. I'm not going through this again." She said, before walking into the lunch line. I groaned, and put my head on the table.

"Someone's having a rough day." Someone said. I looked up, and rolled my eyes.

"Not now, Jackson."

"No, seriously, you look like you're having a rough day."

"Yeah, well, that's because I am."

"Want to talk about it?"

"With you? The one person who basically ruined my life? No thanks." I replied, just as Amber came back with food.

She slammed the tray down in front of me, and went to her seat. "Eat. All of it."

"Am, I'm n-"

"I don't care, Natalia. Eat the damn food, before I shove it down your throat." 

"Hey, sorry I'm late. I was talking to my mom." Jason said, as he dropped his things on the table.

"Is everything okay?"

"Just fine." He replied, kissing my cheek.

"So, Lia was telling me you're going to a party tonight?"

"Yeah."

"You know what's funny... Lia can't even eat, but she can make her own decisions."

"Amber."

"What do you mean?" Jason asked, looking at Amber then to me.

"Exactly what I said. She can't even eat, but yet, she can make her own decisions." 

"What are you talking about? What's she talking about?"

"Nothing, it's nothing."

"You see, Lia has a little eating problem. Started a few years ago." She explained. Jason looked at me, then to Jackson, who had his head down.

"Who knew about this?" Jackson raised his hand slowly.

"Wow, my best friend knows about my girlfriend's eating problem, but I don't. Wow." Jason scoffed, getting up.

"Jason, wait." I turned to Amber, and shook my head. "You always ruin everything for me. I can never be happy." 

"Jason, wait. Please, wait."

"Why didn't you tell me? Do you not trust me enough to tell me?"

"I didn't tell you, because I didn't think it was important."

"You didn't think it was important to tell me? All those days of saying you weren't hungry, you were just starving yourself?"

"No, Jason, I swear I wasn't. I'm better now. That's not me anymore. I got help, I'm not doing it anymore. I swear to you."

"This is why I don't care for people. They always seem to hurt me. No matter what. That's why I don't do dating, so I don't have to worry if they do something."

"Jason, please. I'm not the same person as I was before." Warm tears coated my cheeks. With each blink I took, more tears continued. 

"I don't know if I should be offended or worried that you never told me."

"You have to believe that I'm not doing this to myself anymore."

He put his hands up and shook his head, "I can't talk about this right now." 

I stomped my way into the cafeteria and looked at Amber. "You always do this to me."

"I'm sorry I d-"

"Save it. I thought you were my friend. Obviously, I was wrong."

"Lia, I-"

"You're nothing to me anymore. I want you out of my life. For good."

"Li-"

"You can't call me Lia. It's Talia for you."

My shaky hands pulled out my phone and went through my contact list. I skipped over Alexandra Summers and went right to Uncle Cile's name.

"Hello."

"Uncle Cile."

"Natalia? What's wrong?"

"Can you come pick me up?"

"Why? Is everything okay?"

"I just want to go home. I don't want to be here anymore."

"Okay, okay. I'm coming. Calm down, okay?"

"Just. Hurry. I can't stand to be in this school anymore."

"Okay, I'm coming."

 

Jason's POV

I slammed the front door closed, dropped my bag on the ground and walked to the stairs. "Don't you dare go up those stairs." Mom said. I rolled my eyes and stepped up the stairs. "You think I'm kidding? Get back down here. Right now."

"What did I do now?"

"I was doing Taylor a favor; taking in her daughters. I wanted to know what it was like having a daughter again. It was going great, fantastic, actually. Until today. Cile came by today, you know?"

"So?"

"He was here for about an hour, taking Talia and Macey's things out of their rooms."

I turned around sharply. "Why?"

"Something you said or did, I don't know. She wanted to move out." I looked down to the carpeted stairs. "What happened in the four hours you were at school?"

"I don't know, mom. I found things out."

"Let me guess, you found out about her eating?"

"How did you know?"

"Everyone knew about, Jason. She told me not to tell you. She wanted to prove she was really fine and eating good before telling you. She wanted you to realize she was better and not the person she was before." 

I ran up the stairs as fast as I could. "Where are you going!?"

"A party!"

"After this whole conversation, you're going to get drunk?" She asked, as I made my way back down stairs.

"Mom, Talia changed me. I'm not going to get drunk. I'm going to get her back." 

"There's my son. He's back."

Natalia's POV

"It's different here," Cameron said as we entered the house.

"I know, this is all new to me."

"Talia, I didn't think you were still coming." Jackson laughed, holding his cup close to him.

"I wanted to come. I have some things to get off my mind and a little party would do the trick."

"You're too new. You want some water"

"Where's the water?"

"In the kitchen. It's clear." Glad he knows what water looks like. Genius over here. 

"But be careful. It's right next to the vodka." It's clear, right next to the vodka. That's not gonna be hard to decipher from or anything. 

I looked in the kitchen and looked at the cups. "By the vodka." I whispered, walking to the bottle of vodka. "This must be it." I said, picking up the cup. I sighed in relief, maybe drinking tonight isn't the best thing for me. Let's just have a good time without the affects of alcohol. I grabbed another cup and made my way back to Cameron.

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Jason's POV

"Jason!" Someone yelled. I turned around to see Cameron running to me.

"What do you want?"

"I need your help. Like, now."

"I'm busy."

"It's Talia. Come on." 

"What the hell happened!?" I took in the sight in front of me. Talia laid on the bathroom floor, with her one shoe off her foot, her shirt up her stomach, her hair with vomit in it... nasty. Just nasty. 

"I don't know. I let her for... not even two hours and I found her in this state. She was on tables, and now... she's like this."

"She's wasted. Why would you let her come to this party in the state she was in?"

"She didn't tell me anything! All she said was she wanted to have fun!"

"Did she at least eat anything before coming?"

"Not that I know of, no."

"Help me pick her up."

"I tried that already. She won't get up."

"Yeah, well, now there's two of us, so we are going to work together to pick her up." I replied, grabbing her arm.

"No, leave me here."

"Talia, come on. I have to get you home."

"I don't have a home."

"Yes, you do. Your home is with me."

"You're mad at me. You don't care about me."

"No, I'm not mad at you. I was never mad. I will always care about you. Just work with me." I said.

I opened the back passenger side of the car, "lay her down in the back." Cameron put her in gently and closed the door. "Thank you."

"She told me what happened. I honestly had no idea either."

"I don't want to talk about that. She got drunk because of me."

"Take care."

I nodded. "You too." 

"I want more." Luckily, the house wasn't too far away from our street, maybe a ten-minute drive, but nothing in New York is actually ten minutes.

"You know, I loved you."

"You're just saying things."

"I love you, Jason. I. Love. You."

 

"Talia, come on," I said as I struggled to get her out of the car.

"No! Leave me in here to die!" She kinda makes a cute drunk. No, Jason, not the point. Get her inside and cleaned up first. 

"Come. On!"

"Meanie." She crossed her arms.

I opened the door to see my mom and Cile standing right in front of me. "Well, well, well." She said, crossing her arms.

"Um, this isn't what it looks like."

"I'm drunk."

I closed my eyes."Take her upstairs, sober her up. Then, come back down here." Mom said.

"Yes, ma'am."

"I feel sick."

"Let me get a..." I got cut off by Talia vomiting up all over the bathroom. "Bucket." I finished. "Okay, you go to my room, and get yourself in bed. I'll clean this up." I sighed. She turned away, and walked into my room.

After cleaning up the gross smelling vomit, I walked down the stairs to my mom and Cile, in the same position as they were before. "Sit down. Now." Mom ordered. I sat down quickly, and looked down.

"Are you drunk?"

"No."

"High?"

"No."

"Jason, don't lie to me."

"I'm not! Smell my breath, check my pupils. I'm completely sober."

"You let your girlfriend go off to a party in the state she was in?"

"Mom, it wasn't my idea. I didn't tell her to go to the party. She wanted to go. She went by herself. Well, Cameron went with her."

"Cameron?" Cile asked. I nodded.

"Cile, feel free to take this conversation away."

"Mom, seriously?"

"I can't deal with you right now, Jason." She replied, walking into her room. Medication. Breathing. Worse at night. Struggling. 

"Do you know what I think happened tonight?" Cile asked.

"Not really."

"Well, I'm going to tell you. I think you pissed my niece off on purpose to get her drunk, to take advantage of her. You couldn't wait for her, so you wanted it."

"No, it's nothing like that."

"Really? Then tell me what it's like."

"Amber told me about Talia's eating problem. I got pissed off that my best friend, Jackson knew, but I didn't. I stormed out, and basically told Talia I didn't care about her. And I felt bad after I said that. I swear, I felt bad after that. I came home and my mom basically told me she moved in with you and I had a feeling she would be at the party. I went to the party to get her back, to tell her how sorry I was. But I couldn't find her. So, I waited. I was drinking soda and water, I swear. Cameron came over to me and asked for help. When I got to the bathroom, I saw the state she was in, carried her to the car and took her right home. Without harming, touching, harassing her." 

"So, you broke her heart, let her get drunk and told her you're sorry?"

"Yes. No. Listen, Talia is... an amazing person. She is. Truthfully, she changed my whole world around. I went from bad boy, player. To the softy kid who's whole world is his girlfriend and whether you like it or not, she lives here now. Her mom isn't coming back anytime soon. She's happy here and with all due respect, I don't think you realize that. Yes, I have hurt her and I am so angry at myself for hurting her. But I am going to make it right." I said.

"How do I know you're not lying to me?"

"Because I love her." 

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